Marvel's Hogwarts Wizard

Chapter 746 Collecting the Three Sacred Relics and Summoning Death (First Update)

Diagon Alley, Leaky Cauldron.

Jerry opened the window and looked down at the various wizards and shops hawking their wares, and couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.

It's been a long time since he last left this world, and a lot has happened since then. To be honest, he misses Hermione and some of his classmates and friends in this world.

The reason he didn't take Hermione with him on his adventures was because he didn't want her to experience the same sense of time separation he felt. Hermione was still young and had her own dreams; there was no need for her to change too much because of him.

In any case, as far as Hermione was concerned, he had never left.

Moreover, if he had been too preoccupied with his emotions back then, he probably wouldn't have the strength he has now.

How do we find the creator of this world?

Sitting on the stool by the window, Jerry began to think.

In the Fairy Tail world, it was Anxieram who took the initiative to show up and find him; otherwise, it would have been very difficult for him to find her.

This is not his ring world. If it were, it would be very easy for him to find someone, just like Ankhseram would find him, because the world is controlled by the creator.

However, it would be extremely difficult for him to find the creator of this world, just as it would be for the people in his own ring world to find him, unless he could directly break through his ring world with his own strength.

Similarly, if Jerry were to break out of the Harry Potter world and go to the Dark Land outside of it, he would certainly have a way to find the creator, but that would be too impolite.

He doesn't yet know the strength of the opponent, so it would be a bit unwise to take such an outrageous action rashly.

Although he felt that if the opponent's strength was at a multi-level, they would definitely be wary of the panel's owner, just like Ankseram.

If he really offends the other party, they won't dare to attack him, and they probably won't be willing to have a friendly exchange with him about their experiences in creating the world.

"Oh right, I almost forgot about this!"

At this moment, Jerry seemed to suddenly remember something, and then flipped his hand, pulling out the resurrection stone he had acquired a long time ago from the ring world.

The Resurrection Stone, one of the Trinity of the Dead, was once set in a ring passed down through the Gaunt family, but was later taken by Jerry. At the time, he felt the Resurrection Stone was useless, and the Trinity of the Dead were also useless, so he never paid any attention to it.

But now, he felt that he could find some traces of the creator of this world through these three sacred artifacts.

Based on the logic he has experienced through so many worlds, the creators of most worlds are deities from ancient legends, and most likely either the creator god or the god of death.

In the world of Fairy Tail, Anxiram is the god who governs life and death.

And the legend of death in the Harry Potter world is naturally inseparable from the Three Holy Relics of Death in Beedle the Bard's Tales.

According to the story of the three brothers in "The Tales of Beedle the Bard," Death gave his three Hallows—the Elder Wand, the Resurrection Stone, and the Cloak of Invisibility—to his three brothers.

If you collect all three Deathly Hallows, you can become the master of death and dominate the world.

Of course, the idea that collecting all three Deathly Hallows would make one the master of Death is definitely a lie, as is the idea of ​​dominating the entire world. Most adult wizards wouldn't believe these things.

Even Voldemort wanted the Elder Wand only because it could enhance his power.

However, Jerry felt that since this legend had been passed down for so long, there must be a reason for it; at the very least, these three Deathly Hallows must be related to Death.

Perhaps by obtaining these three Deathly Hallows, he could use some of the connections among them to find Death.

Even if Death is not the creator of this world, he should at least know who the creator is or where he is.

Jerry appeared instantly before the dark doors of number 12 Grimmauld Place, then raised his hand and pressed the doorbell.

A moment later, Harry, wearing glasses and pajamas, groggily opened the door:

"Jerry?"

When Harry saw that the person standing at the door was Jerry, he rubbed his eyes and looked puzzled.

You know, they parted ways at King's Cross Station yesterday when it was a holiday, and Jerry didn't say he would come to visit him today.

Good morning, Harry!

Jerry raised his hand to greet Harry.

"I need to talk to you about something."

"Come in. Kreacher just made grilled sausages and mushroom soup. If you haven't eaten, I can share half with you."

Harry shrugged and led Jerry past the portrait of Mrs. Walburga Black, who was hurling insults after being awakened by the doorbell, to the first-floor hall.

At this moment, on the table in the hall, there were freshly grilled sausages and fried eggs, and next to them was a bowl of hot mushroom soup.

"Looks like you're doing pretty well."

Jerry sat on the sofa and smiled.

You have to understand that during the years Harry lived with his aunt, he not only suffered mistreatment but also had to get up every morning to make breakfast and do chores. He could never compare to now, where he can sleep in late and wake up to a hot breakfast prepared by house-elves.

Harry's face lit up with happiness upon hearing this.

"I have to thank you for this, Jerry. If you hadn't discovered that Scabbers was Peter Pettigrew, the Godfather probably wouldn't have been able to clear his name, and I wouldn't have been able to leave my aunt's house and live here."

"The main thing is that Mr. Blake is innocent. I just helped him out in a small way. Isn't Mr. Blake home today?"

Jerry scanned the area and knew that only Harry and the house-elf Kreacher lived in the Black family's five-story mansion.

Harry put a sausage in his mouth and chewed as he replied:

"The Godfather went to work at the Ministry of Magic. By the way, is there something you wanted to see me about today?"

Harry, having been friends with Jerry for years, knew what kind of person Jerry was. His sudden visit today meant something was definitely up.

Jerry didn't beat around the bush:

"I need to borrow your invisibility cloak for a moment."

"The Invisibility Cloak, you still want that?"

Harry was taken aback. How strong was Jerry's magic? Since the end of the Goblet of Fire tournament, many newspapers had called him the world's number one magical genius, second only to the legendary wizard Dumbledore.

The simple invisibility magic was far too easy for Jerry; why would he need to borrow his invisibility cloak?

"It has other uses; just consider it something I'm using for research."

Jerry didn't tell the truth, after all, Harry would be terrified if he knew that he used the Invisibility Cloak to find Death.

"In exchange, you can make a wish, and I will grant it for you."

"If I could make a wish, I would wish for my parents to be brought back to life. Of course, that's impossible, so I don't need anything. You can take it, just remember to let me copy your summer homework when school starts."

Harry got up, went back to his room, found his invisibility cloak, and handed it to Jerry.

(End of this chapter)